513 We Can't Meet Again
Ji Shiting grabbed her wrist and said, “Don’t be afraid.”
Ye Shengge bit her lips and mumbled, “Sorry…”
“Don’t blame yourself,” the man said. “You can’t hurt me. It can only mean one thing if you can hurt me. This is my choice.”
Ye Shengge blinked and said, “You don’t even remember. What makes you say that?”
pA(nD)A no ve1 “Ye Shengge, I might have lost my memory, but my intelligence still remains.” He looked at her disdainfully. “I know what reasoning is.”
Ye Shengge’s eyelashes fluttered.
She took a deep breath, calmed herself down and helped him remove the bandage.
Her hands trembled even more as she looked at the fresh wound on the man’s chest.
She had stabbed him with her own hands. If it had been a bit deeper, he might’ve died.
She couldn’t breathe at that moment, and she was terrified.
“Ye Shengge.” The man said. “You caused this wound yourself.”
Ye Shengge looked up at him.
The man raised a hand and held her face. “But I’m still alive, and you can’t bear to hurt me again, right?”
His words seemed to have a powerful force that made her calm down.
That’s right. She couldn’t hurt him again.
Thus, she couldn’t back down or be overwhelmed by guilt.
It was a wound she had caused herself, and she was being punished for it, but she didn’t have to blame herself.
She bit her lips until she tasted blood.
Her hands were still shaking, but her eyes were firm.
Ji Shiting looked at her and his gaze softened.
After changing, Ye Shengge helped him cover his shirt and took a deep breath. “It’s done.”
“Mm.” The man’s voice was hoarse. “You’re very brave.”
Ye Shengge’s eyelashes fluttered. At that moment, she almost suspected that the man had lured him here to let her face his wound. Had he really lost his memory?
Otherwise, why did he know what she was afraid of?
She couldn’t help looking up at him. Perhaps it was because she was looking confused, but the man raised an eyebrow.
“Ji Shiting, I…” She bit her lips and hesitated whether she should tell him that she was a split personality.
However, she was afraid that if he really lost his memory, would he still be interested in her after knowing the truth?
Ji Shiting didn’t ask further and waited patiently.
However, Ye Shengge said, “Does your wound still hurt…”
“It’s alright.” He smiled. “This bit of pain is nothing.”
She nodded and said, “I… I should go.”
“There won’t be anyone in my ward tonight.” The man sounded seductive. “Do you want to stay with me? I’ll ask Feng Jing to send you away tomorrow morning.”
Ye Shengge shook her head and said, “No, no! Ji Shiting, we can’t meet again!”
His eyes dimmed.
Ye Shengge blinked hard and forced back her tears.
The more she interacted with her, the more reluctant she felt. She was already selfish enough, and she couldn’t continue being selfish.